I say stop, hey, what's that sound

Everybody look what's goin' down

I'm everlastin', forever on a roll

I'm rockin' to the boat, steamin' grey matter tone

I ain't sayin' I'm God, but you can graft this

Chances are if I'm a star I'd be Johnny Mathis

On some smooth shit, I'd be gamin' all the honeys

Hittin' Hugh Hefner with his Playboy bunnies

Check the Sunday funnies, I be readin' Doonesbury

See me after dark, love, shit be gettin' scary

I'll freak you like Carrie on the night of the prom

Let's keep it cool and calm, I'll start strokin' your palm

Work my way up your arm, start kissin' your ear

Maybe lickin' your lips, then pullin' your hair

Yeah, I'll freak the back spasm, then give the orgasm

And if my legs cramp, girl, I'll lick that stank

I got it sewn love, so you ain't got no worries

Hold up, wait a second, my vision's gettin' blury



Chorus 2X:

Stop, hey, what's that smell

Someone laced dust all up in my L

Bitches start sweatin' once the pockets swell

Let's take it back fourteen billion cells